After Being Reborn, I Refuse To Be The Holy Son Of The Sect Anymore

Chapter 129:

Xiao Yang never expected the entire Azure Sun Sword Sect to be completely wiped out and captured by Ming He in one fell swoop.

Ming He and the Thousand-Faced Phantom’s methods were actually quite crude—really.

The Phantom merely disguised himself as Ling Daochen, yet he managed to deceive the Grand Elder and the sect’s most outstanding disciples.

Lei Renjie and Li Yunhu were top contenders who fought their way through the sect’s grand competition, standing among the most exceptional talents of the younger generation.

Each of them was a genius.

And yet, these so-called geniuses had fallen for such a rudimentary trick.

Especially the Grand Elder—an accomplished sword master at the initial stage of the Divine Martial Realm, with vast experience—who had still fallen for it.

Xiao Yang was speechless.

He couldn’t believe that in his previous life, he had taken this group of incompetent teammates to the Centennial Tournament and still managed to win first place.

Thinking about it now—it was nothing short of a miracle.

At this moment, everyone had been subdued by the Twelve Heavenly Demon Execution Array and tightly bound with immortal-binding ropes before being thrown into the cave.

Even Qin Fei had been tied up.

After all, if he wanted to put on a convincing act, he had to make it believable enough to fool these so-called “geniuses” of the Azure Sun Sword Sect.

Ming He sealed everyone’s cultivation, while Yin Yue used her powers to put them all into a deep slumber.

Then, Ming He tossed an item to the Thousand-Faced Phantom.

With his objective achieved, the Phantom left without hesitation.

The Demonic Sect was divided into several factions, and since the Demon Lord had yet to designate a successor, internal strife was fierce.

The Thousand-Faced Phantom didn’t want to get involved in the power struggle.

Ming He dismissed his subordinates, leaving only himself and Yin Yue in the cave.

Xiao Yang knew this was the moment Qin Fei had been waiting for.

Without hesitation, Xiao Yang struck the back of Long Chen’s neck with a swift hand chop, knocking him unconscious.

He couldn’t allow Qin Fei’s identity to be exposed—not yet.

The time wasn’t right.

Summoning the Fire Kirin Beast, Xiao Yang ordered it to take Long Chen away.

Now, with only Ming He and Yin Yue awake inside the cave, Qin Fei’s eyes suddenly snapped open.

With the Twelve Heavenly Demon Execution Array guarding the cave’s entrance, no one dared approach.

Qin Fei stood up from the ground.

“Young Master…”

Ming He and Yin Yue immediately bowed in deference.

“Why hasn’t that bastard Xiao Yang shown up yet?”

Qin Fei clenched his fists, his eyes burning with hatred.

He longed to tear Xiao Yang to pieces.

If not for Xiao Yang, he wouldn’t have been forced to kill his own uncle with his own hands.

It was Xiao Yang… Xiao Yang had forced him into it!

Qin Fei’s rage was barely contained.

“Young Master, what are your orders?”

Ming He asked cautiously.

“Spread the news. With these people in our hands, I refuse to believe Xiao Yang won’t come to rescue them.”

A murderous glint flashed in Qin Fei’s eyes.

Li Kuang, his uncle, was his biggest support.

Without him, Qin Fei would have been eliminated by his two elder brothers long ago.

Xiao Yang had forced him to kill his uncle—an irreconcilable hatred!

“But… if Jiang Qitian finds out and brings the Azure Sun Sword to rescue them…”

Ming He hesitated.

“Hmph! That would be even better. I’ll kill Jiang Qitian and seize the Azure Sun Sword! The entire Azure Sun Sword Sect will be mine!”

Qin Fei sneered.

With the Twelve Heavenly Demon Execution Array in his hands, why should he fear Jiang Qitian, the sect master of the Azure Sun Sword Sect?

It was only the Azure Sun Sword that made him hesitate.

Qin Fei was ready to take the gamble.

He had spent ten years undercover in the sect, flattering everyone, especially Jiang Ting—living in constant humiliation.

After all, he was the rightful Young Master of the Demonic Sect.

But now, Xiao Yang had turned him into a true eunuch.

Unless he could obtain the legendary Nirvana Pill or ascend to the celestial realm and reshape his immortal body, he would remain a eunuch for life.

He had had enough.

He had truly had enough.

Now was his chance—lure all the sect’s experts to Ghost Mist Valley and use the Twelve Heavenly Demon Execution Array to annihilate them.

Once he succeeded, he would return to the sect as the heir to the sect master, taking control of everything.

The Azure Sun Sword would naturally fall into his grasp.

“Brilliant plan, Young Master!”

Ming He praised.

“Young Master, isn’t this a bit too risky?”

Yin Yue voiced her concern.

“Yin Yue, what are you talking about? The Young Master’s plan is flawless! If it succeeds, it will be a great merit, solidifying his position as the future heir of the Demonic Sect!”

Ming He dismissed her worries.

“You don’t understand the true power of the Azure Sun Sword in Jiang Qitian’s hands.”

Yin Yue cast a sharp glance at Ming He.

“The Azure Sun Sword…”

Qin Fei’s expression turned solemn at the mention of it.

The Azure Sun Sword was the biggest uncertainty in his plan.

“Is our Twelve Heavenly Demon Execution Array inferior to the Azure Sun Sword? If we don’t try, how will we know?”

Ming He spoke defiantly, seeing Qin Fei’s hesitation.

“Even if the plan fails, as long as the Young Master’s identity isn’t exposed, we still have a chance to destroy the Azure Sun Sword Sect.”

Ming He added confidently.

“This…”

Yin Yue fell silent.

“No matter what, the Azure Sun Sword won’t stop me. Let’s do it!”

Qin Fei gritted his teeth, his face filled with ruthless determination.

He then ordered Ming He to bind him up again and pretend to be unconscious.

Ming He and Yin Yue immediately summoned their subordinates to carry out the next phase of the plan.

Xiao Yang, hidden in the shadows, smirked coldly.

“Qin Fei… your schemes are nothing new to me. This time, I’ll play along and let you taste true despair!”

Before long, the news that all the disciples of the Azure Sun Sword Sect, who were on their way to the Yuanwu Immortal Domain for the Centennial Tournament, had been trapped in Ghost Mist Valley spread rapidly.

Xiao Yang remained hidden in the shadows, quietly observing the situation.

Qin Fei was ruthless—decisive and merciless in his actions.

Now, Xiao Yang finally understood why he couldn’t defeat Qin Fei in his previous life.

Back then, he had been indecisive, unable to let go when he needed to. He wanted to win back his junior sister Jiang Ting while also holding on to his position as sect leader. That hesitation had allowed Qin Fei to manipulate him at every turn.

Even his master, Jiang Qitian, had treated him like a pawn.

He couldn’t let go of familial ties either; his own parents continued to drain him of everything he had.

Now, having lived another life, Xiao Yang sadly realized that his previous ending had been inevitable.

He had cared about too many things.

He had too many concerns.

How could he possibly have defeated someone as ruthless and unscrupulous as Qin Fei?

But in this life, he was determined to sever all emotional ties.

This time, he would rewrite his fate.

If Qin Fei wanted to make a desperate gamble, then Xiao Yang would let him have his wish.

With that thought, Xiao Yang quietly withdrew into the darkness.

Before long, the Fire Kirin Beast returned.

With two ninth-level spirit beasts by his side, his confidence soared.

…

Under the cover of night, in another part of Ghost Mist Valley, a trail of firelight raced through the misty canyon.

Behind it, a sharp sword light pursued relentlessly.

“Demonic bastard, where do you think you’re running?”

Ling Daochen’s voice echoed through the valley.

The firelight ahead flickered and moved even faster.

“Ling, you old ghost, why are you chasing me so persistently? Aren’t you afraid I’m leading you away from the real trouble?”

A voice rang out from the fire.

“What…?”

Ling Daochen’s heart trembled.

Earlier, he had sensed a strong surge of demonic energy from another part of the valley, which had left him uneasy.

He had already instructed the Grand Elder to keep the disciples waiting outside Ghost Mist Valley. But what if they had entered without permission?

Now, hearing Fire Demon mention it, his anxiety deepened.

“Hmph!”

Ling Daochen made a swift decision, abandoning his pursuit of Fire Demon and instead turning toward the source of the demonic energy.

Whoosh!

A fierce sword light cut through the thick mist, speeding rapidly toward the disturbance.

The firelight came to an abrupt halt.

As the flames dissipated, a figure shrouded in demonic aura appeared in the void.

It was a middle-aged man with fiery red hair, clad in a crimson robe.

After a moment of hesitation, he chased after Ling Daochen.

However, just as he was about to move forward, a figure suddenly emerged, blocking his path.

“Fire Demon Tong Yan?”

A cold voice called out.

A black-clad figure wearing a golden dragon-patterned mask stood before him.

It was Xiao Yang.

The commotion caused by Ming He’s activation of the Twelve Heavenly Demon Execution Array had drawn attention from both Ling Daochen and Fire Demon Tong Yan.

While Xiao Yang intercepted Fire Demon, Ling Daochen arrived at the cave.

When Ling Daochen saw the Grand Elder, Lei Renjie, Li Yunhu, Lin Wangchuan, Song Qiang, and the others tied up inside the cave, his eyes turned red with fury.

“Despicable Demonic Sect scum!”

Overwhelmed with rage, Ling Daochen charged forward without hesitation.

With his peak Divine Martial Realm cultivation, he feared nothing.

Then, he fell into the trap.

Boom!

The moment Ling Daochen entered the formation, twelve towering demonic banners erupted from the ground.

A monstrous wave of demonic energy surged forth, covering the sky and shaking the earth.

The terrifying Twelve Heavenly Demon Execution Array unfolded in full force, trapping Ling Daochen within its deadly grasp.